It is a small mesa of woodland where the branches of the trees are intertwined with snow, and the broken old trees and snow cover the marks of all living things, and it is a natural sight to look at from a few meters away. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 But there is a deadly threat hidden in the calm, and somewhere on the side of the terrace, where the terrain is slightly recessed, an imperceptible muzzle can shoot a deadly bullet at any moment!

Vasily Grigorievich Zaitsev lurked motionless in a makeshift bunker under an old tree, with a thin roof made of branches and snow on his head, and only two small observation and shooting holes hidden by the branches in front of him, and the exit of the bunker was three meters behind him, and the person had to go backwards to get out, with terrain cover leading to the reserve position. He was very satisfied with the bunker he had chosen, and even more satisfied with his own observer, Ludvik Egovich-Vostev, a student he had cultivated.

Although this is not the best sniper point to block the path, Vasily will not choose the small mesa fifteen meters to the left, or the dead tree on the other side of the road: although those two places have a good view and hidden conditions, if you are a Finn, you will probably pay special attention to those two places, and those two textbook best positions are not the first choice for a veteran sniper like himself. And now this place is the best choice: it is not conspicuous or bad, everything is ordinary, even the best snipers will not pay attention to it first when they look at it from the opposite side, it is too ordinary.

30 meters away from the left rear is a light machine gun bunker, which can give itself enough fire cover, and can eliminate the threat of the opponent's fire to the machine gun position, of course, the premise is that the machine gun position needs to be exposed after its position.

Since being "kicked out" of the guard by the Deputy People's Commissar of Defense last year, Vasily has been serving as a sniper training camp instructor in the Leningrad Military District for more than a year, and more than 100 snipers have been trained by his own words and deeds.

Deputy Commander Rokossovsky really attaches great importance to Vasily, and the sniper masters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who can be specially recommended by Lin Jun and specially arranged by Paukel will be reused wherever they are, and this time if it were not for Comrade Andrei's "Your mission is in the dense forest" last year and his repeated report on asking for battle, the military district would not have allowed himself to go to the front line to personally participate in the battle.

Ludwick was looking into the woods with a 7x telescope fitted with homemade sunglasses, a thatched PPS39 submachine gun on his left, a spare Mosin-Nagant rifle on the back, and a string on one side, a trap rope he had arranged, and a dummy on the left terrace was attached to the end of the rope, and half of the head in a fur hat would pop out on the other side of the rope.

As a sniper position that would last at least two days, Vasily and Ludvik had to prepare a little more, and also got a reserve position for themselves not far away, and there were many masters in the Finnish squad composed of hunters and forest rangers, and multiple traps and bunkers could save their lives.

Through the shooting hole, he could hear the cry of a bird that came out to look for food at noon, Vasily temporarily relaxed his nerves, and slowly stepped back half a foot to make his posture more comfortable: it was impossible to see his movements outside under the cover of cover, and he could not hear the whispered conversation between the two inside, otherwise Vasily would rather remain motionless and wait until it was dark three hours later before moving his body.

He didn't touch his rifle with a PU2.5x scope, and the camouflaged rifle was not visible from the outside. Coupled with the PU scope, the Mosin-Nagant is the most standard and simplest sniper equipment, and the PU is more reliable in the woodland in winter than the zoom scope brought by Comrade Andrei, although it can see farther and clearer and more accurate than the PU scope, but it is too precise, and the woodland is not as reliable as a simple PU within a shooting distance of two or three hundred meters at most.

Vasily, the gift of the Deputy People's Commissar of Defense, was not littered, the precision sight lay in his backpack on one side, and he could quickly change it if he needed to, but it could only be calibrated after two rounds, Vasily hoped that he would not need to do this during this time, it would be too dangerous, unless it was safe to do this work in the rear.

Ludvik was not the best marksman among his students, but he was passable, the handsome Russian lad was the son of a Siberian ranger, with an unusually keen sense of observation, and from an early age he had learned everything he could do in the forest from his father, who was a part-time hunter, and was a good hand at setting traps and woodland tracking, even better than himself, and was the best candidate as an observer.

He had been training this Red Army soldier (rank) for 6 weeks, and as his favorite young man in the recent batch of cadets, Vasily asked him to be his observer, and this 18-year-old young man was not only passable with a sniper rifle, but also had first-class shooting skills at the PPS39, and it was estimated that even a swift hound within 200 meters would not want to dodge his point shots, and if necessary, he could give the group enough fire cover for the retreat.

Sensing a little heat, Vasily took off the fur hat on his head, threw his cloak behind him, and moved the moisture pad under him. The military region issued special winter equipment to the sniper detachment, and the inside of its fur hat turned out to be an expensive layer of mink skin, and the outside was a thick lambskin, while a full set of special cold-proof coats and boots were made of reindeer skin produced in the tundra area, and a pair of wool was also worn in the boots to weave thick cold-proof socks that were a bit like the soft boots worn at home, and the innermost was a pair of winter standard wool socks.

Vasily estimated that he relied on the special high-calorie seal meat in his outfit and backpack, that is, the temperature reached minus 40 degrees at night without fire and without freezing to death, not to mention that he and Ludvik have always been accustomed to the cold.

It is estimated that the temperature outside the bunker is now more than ten degrees below zero, and the bunker is even higher by five or six degrees, so it is strange that it is not hot. He paid attention to Ludvik, who was engrossed, and in the dim light he could see that the young man was even sweating on his head, and it seemed that the young man from Yakutsk was obviously not used to wearing such a thick fit in "such high temperatures".

Where is Yakutsk? In winter, the temperature can reach minus 60 degrees Celsius, the windows are three-tiered, the streets of the city are often covered with white ice fog, and even the milk sold is ice cubes that have to be sawn open with a saw!

The detachment had entered Finland the day before yesterday, and its mission was to cut off the path in the forest and protect the perimeter of the infantry units two kilometers away, while the sniper detachment like itself had 60 groups of people in this area: along this Olympian trail, more than 30 kilometers west of the town was a small town in Finland, and more than 150 kilometers west of the town was Oulu, Finland's most important port in the Gulf of Bothnia. Behind Vasily was the 44th Mechanized Infantry Division, which was supposed to be the best route to cut off Finland if it could attack from here, but it didn't seem to mean that at all, and it seemed that Vasily was going to fight a guerrilla war with the Finns here.

The order also allowed the sniper detachments to go deep into Finnish territory for free safari, but stipulated that they could not go as far as 10 kilometers, and that the Finns in this area should jump - all this did not conform to the logic of war, and it was not for Vasily, the new second lieutenant, to think about it, what he had to do was to block this Lin Jun path according to the order, so as to ensure that not a single Finn would try to harass the infantry positions behind him through this generation.

After a short rest, Ludvik on the side gently kicked himself with his foot, and the nerves in Vasily's whole body immediately tensed.

Observers gesticulated: five people, at 11 o'clock, at a distance of 300 meters.

Through the scope, Vasily's spirit was completely silent in the circle: several men in white ski suits were skiing from the west in the woods, not fast, and their figures were constantly flashing among the trees.

"It's a Finn scout."

Accurate shooting at this distance was as easy for Vasily as it was to hunt rabbits in his yard, paying attention to the branches in the woods, "no wind". After a quick aim, the trigger was pulled, and the skier at the back of the line fell in response, and Vasily could hear the Finns' screams in the bunker, and the other four immediately fell on all fours, leaning on the trees in the forest for cover.

If the four Finns choose to abandon their teammates immediately and choose to evacuate quickly, Vasily and the two in the bunker are not sure to kill everyone, but obviously they want to rescue the teammate who Vasily deliberately did not kill with a single shot.

After two seconds he remarks the T-ring (a characteristic of the PU sight, not the usual crosshairs. The intersection was aimed at the Finn lying behind a larch tree. The target is well at hiding behind tree trunks and mounds, but apparently he underestimates the thickness of the tree (who has the time to study how thick the tree is at this critical juncture?). ）

0.3 seconds later, the Finn behind the tree lay on his back after the screams, and his teammates around him watched in horror as the blood coming out of his team's chest - a 7.62 mm caliber high-powered rifle bullet pierced a 15-centimeter-thick trunk on the side of the tree, and the high-speed bullet that lost its center of gravity left a terrifying hole in the unlucky man's body, and his right lung was completely shattered.

"Sniper!" The other three Finns broke out in a cold sweat, this is obviously not a threat that ordinary riflemen can pose, there must be a sniper team of Soviets nearby!

Ludvik, 280 meters away, faithfully carried out his duty, observed the target's every move, and was ready to show Vasily the direction of the target: the sniper did not signal himself to take out the reserve sniper rifle, and it was clear that Comrade Vasily was confident that the Finnish detachment would be completely resolved.

A little more than a second later, Vasily's third bullet hit the third Finn: the Finn was unlucky, and Vasily chose to aim at his only exposed buttocks, so that he would not want to retreat quickly, while the first Finn who was hit was still screaming in the snow and his thigh was about to penetrate.

There was no sound in the woods except for the dying struggles of the Finns, but the calm was only instantaneous, Vasily pulled the trigger for the fourth time, and the crisp sound of gunfire was the call of death, and a Finnish soldier who had just poked out half of his head to check on his teammates fell silently, his frightened eyes fixed on the last moment of his life, and a bullet hole appeared in his forehead.

The last uninjured Finn had a nervous breakdown, and suddenly got up and ran like crazy on the road, without even having time to put on the skis that had fallen off, and Vasily fired a last-minute bullet that instantly pierced the 280-meter space in the woods and hit him in the back accurately.

The whole process only took 9 seconds!

A quick reload of a magazine solved the decoy's pain, but Vasily suddenly couldn't find the location of the third target.

"Where are you?"

Vasily carefully observed the situation in the target area, the man was obviously no longer in the position where he had just been hit, but it was impossible to run far, Vasily was very confident, and the third shot he fired had already made the Finn have to move on his stomach.

"Five meters to the left of the decoy, the target is moving to the left."

Ludvik's calm and clear voice was heard from the side, and Vasily soon noticed that something was strange there, an object was moving slowly.

Without giving the last Finn any chance, a shot rang out and the target slammed, and then all was quiet.

Slowly withdraw a section of the barrel and let everything go back to the way it was. Vasily smiled at Ludvik: "It will be dark in two hours, and it will snow at night, so you can sleep first, and then we will go and get your documents in the evening." ”

Ludvik listened to his teacher completely, and knew that his instructor was a little different from other instructors, just like now he didn't even have the idea of changing positions after firing seven shots: alert and completely confident!

Vasily took over the role of Ludvik's observer, focusing entirely on observation, and after a moment he could even feel that Ludvik was asleep.

Being able to quickly switch between extreme motion and extreme stillness, Ludwick has done a good job. "Sleep well, it's our hunting ground in front of us at night."

After dark, they would leave their bunkers and go out into the unknown forest ahead to survey the Finns' armament, while they began a dance of death in the long night. (To be continued.) )